Sometimes, solitude is worse than hunger. — Dany Laferrière, from A Drifting Year. (Coach House Pr, September 1996) Originally published 1994.
The cost of a thing is the amount of what I will call life which is required to be exchanged for it, immediately or in the long run. ― Henry David Thoreau, Walden. (Princeton University Press; 150th Anniversary edition with a New introduction by John Updike edition April 18, 2004) Originally published 1854.
no do not mistake this myth for love— that is a different kind of burning — Sandra Cisneros, from “Valparaiso,” My Wicked Ways: Poems. (Knopf, November 17, 1992)
It is not wise to find symbols in everything that one sees. It makes life too full of terrors. ― Oscar Wilde, Salomé, (Dover Publications; Unabridged edition, August 14, 2002) Originally published 1891.
Read between the lines Then meet me in the silence if you can — May Sarton, from Letters from “Letters from Maine,” Letters from Maine: New Poems. (W. W. Norton & Company December 17, 1997) Originally published 1984.
See, we were never about butterflies. We’ve always been about burning stars. All about us is unearthly and radiant. ― Anna Akhmatova, Anna Of All The Russias: A Life Of Anna Akhmatova by Elaine Feinstein. (Vintage, April 10, 2007) Originally published 2005.
No babe We’d never Swing together but the syncopation would be something wild ― Diane di Prima, “More or Less Love Poems #11,” Revolutionary Letters. (Last Gasp, February 28, 2007) Originally blished 1971.